1

I see a gossamer thread glistening in the fire’s light,I hear the rowing of a boat in the harbour,

the Northern Lights rise against the northern sky.Oh, I give thanks by my immortal soul

that it is I who am sitting here!

Knut Hamsun (1859-1952)

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Hugeltårnet near Efjord

3

I feel the Earth’s axis tilt.

I can see the sun again.

I sing a Sami song.

Ailo Gaup

4

At break of daythe wonder ensues:

the Sun’s orb is raisedby hands unknown

above the horizon,set free then swaysup towards heaven.

Børvasstindan

5

In reverential hope thenall life falls silent:

nature trembleson Transfiguration’s Mount.

Vilhelm Krag (1871-1923)

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7

Like myriad suns how it shines,

stars and clouds of gold!

See how each sun-touched gully

a full complement holds!

This gold, pure white and flaming red

streaming from the sky

shouts exulting heavenwards

that life shall never die.

Gunnar Reiss-Andersen (1896-1964)

Preikestolen / The Pulpit Rock

8

Help me, singing light of the day

to find the word, the creating word,

help me, night’s embracing shade

life’s depths to fathom, its mystic code.

Help me, you loving human eyes

to mount on souls to the souls’ abode.

Sigbjørn Obstfelder (1866-1900)

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Kjeragbolten / The Kjerag Boulder, Lysefjorden

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Skoddeberg near Grovfjord

11

Portrait

You stand

in the borderland

between day and night

at the diurnal crux -

this contrastful

tremulous moment

of clarifying light and

consuming dark

Ragnhild N. Grødal

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Revelva

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On frost-green sky over mountain peaks,

play tongues of fire.

Night of yearning.

Aurora night.

Flickering searchlights probe inwards - inwards

to the endless, unplumbed spaces.

Jan Magnus Bruheim (1914-1988)

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Rapadalen, Sarek

15

Thanksgiving

Praise to the light

of the world in my mind,

the sun’s rising

and the gift of sight!

From embers under ashes

the fire re-awakes.

Joy lives anew

at the wonder of the day.

Johannes V. Jensen (1873-1950)

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Then come, let’s light small lights for one another,fires to ward off night in a wintry world

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Reine, Lofoten

where the frost will yield when our human warmthreaches through the darkness - like lights along a fjord.

Helge Stangnes

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Trollfjorden

19

In the west hang the dying traces

of the sun’s evening rays,

and clouds on clouds, like angel hosts,

with rosy face and golden wings,

lie gathered all ablaze.

In the east awaits the shining moon,

and the swooning day sinks gently down

from the radiant mountainsides.

J. S. Welhaven (1807-1873)

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